gOod mOrniNg

Jeron and I went to bed last night...not so much getting along. I hate when that happens. We each took our corners of the bed and drifted off into restless sleep. This morning I was sound asleep and felt a little stroke on my arm. It continued so I automatically thought it was Emma...I turned to look at her and there instead was my husband. He looked at me and said "I am sorry about yesterday, I love you lets not fight." I of course melted. I love that I woke up to that today. I knew it would be a horrible day if we parted ways on bad terms. I am so grateful for moments like this...when we don't let pride rule our lives. He could have just gotten up and headed for the shower, instead he humbled himself(which I know that if it were me we would still be fighting...sad truth)and in turn healed both of our hearts. I love my husband for that. He is always willing to make things better. Really is there anything worth fighting about? I don't think so.